Frances Barton | Hawkeye (hotshot_hawkeye) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2014-02-02 21:16:00

Meme: Black Sheep (Michael and Frances)
Two longnecks appeared on the bar and Frances grinned, handing over enough cash to cover and snagging before someone stole her drinks. Like a salmon fighting a stream full of other sweaty salmon, she cut her way free of the crowd to find her drinking partner for the night. "Two milk stouts: none of the hops, a slightly chocolate milky taste."

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	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-02-22 06:40 pm UTC (link)
	She dodged away from a wild haymaker and elbowed the hitter in the ribs. The two could probably wipe the floor with the room, but bar fights were more like most pits than real fights. "Diversion training, or how to start the fight without actually starting the fight." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-02-23 03:58 pm UTC (link)
	Mike chuckled and ducked under the swing of a haymaker from another guy. He countered with a straight jab to the guy's stomach. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-02-25 12:41 am UTC (link)
	Frances did a double take and gave Michael a push away and out of the arc of a pool cue. Rude, bringing weapons to a fist fight! She kicked the man in the knee to drop him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-02-25 11:53 pm UTC (link)
	Mike went forward and he moved with the momentum. He plowed into a guy holding a pool cue. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-02-28 01:56 am UTC (link)
	She laughed and gave a jump punch that only worked in the movies to another drunk dudebro. "What happened to peak human reflexes over there," she teased Michael before looking over her shoulder. "They'll be calling the fuzz in a few minutes." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-01 12:06 am UTC (link)
	"I did that on purpose," he said. He picked up the guy he ran into and threw him into the wall. "Perhaps we should get going?" he asked before ducking a punch from another guy. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-03 07:03 pm UTC (link)
	"Sure you did, hot shot," she assured him, ducking a last swing at her head. Reaching for his elbow, she tugged him in the direction of the back exit. "No time like the present!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-03 11:01 pm UTC (link)
	Mike let her tug him along. "I did!" he protested. "I meant to go running into that guy." They reached the alley and thankfully there wasn't anyone else in the alley. "Bike's that way," he said and nodded in the direction of the front of the bar. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-05 02:01 am UTC (link)
	She wrinkled her nose in amusement, not letting it drop. "I bet you made his night, too." Heading to the bike, the door slammed open and a few of their new friends came tumbling out, blocking their getaway route. The two stuck out as targets, even for drunk idiots. "Ahaha RUN LIKE HELL," she advised, sprinting to the bike and trying to not laugh too much. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-05 09:21 pm UTC (link)
	Mike knew he could outrun her and the guys on the worst of days, so he scooped her up in his arms. "Hold on," he said as he put on the speed. They barreled right through the guys. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-08 03:29 am UTC (link)
	She gave a very secure-in-self-identity high yelp when getting picked up, arm wrapping around his shoulder to stabilize. As he passed the stunned drunk types by, she gave a cheerful wave. "That's all folks!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-09 01:17 am UTC (link)
	Mike had to laugh at her. He reached his bike in no time and placed her down on the seat. He climbed on and started it. "Hold on," he said. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-10 01:18 pm UTC (link)
	Vengeance later, escape now. "Oooh, so many possibilities," she countered as she followed suit, but played nice and tamely settled for wrapping an arm around his waist. She leaned in to brace for the acceleration as the shouts got a little louder. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-10 09:27 pm UTC (link)
	Mike gunned the engine and they sped through the streets of San Francisco. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-15 01:04 am UTC (link)
	Bar fight, check. Fast ride, next. She leaned to his ear and squeezed his arm for his attention. "Alright, Hotshot, some me what this baby can do." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-15 05:54 pm UTC (link)
	Her breath across his ear sent a shiver racing down his spine. Mike smiled. "Hold on tight." He opened the throttle. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-19 11:33 am UTC (link)
	Didn't have to tell her twice. She laughed as the bike lurched forward and anchored herself against his solid form to stay on the ride. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-19 09:27 pm UTC (link)
	Mike drove as fast as he could through the streets, weaving in an out of traffic. He loved riding, but it was more enjoyable with her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-22 02:45 am UTC (link)
	She enjoyed the racing feeling, leaning back as far as she dared with his maneuvering to feel the acceleration before retreating back when it got too sloshy. Spying a street name, she pointed out some directions to the next stop of the night. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-23 10:48 pm UTC (link)
	Mike followed the directions and pulled up in front of the establishment Frances directed him to. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-26 12:15 am UTC (link)
	"Now that was a ride. Here we go," she announced and hopped off, shaking her hair back in place. "You'll like it, eclectic but decent patrons and no one starts trouble. The bottled beer selection's a walk-in fridge and there's always some kind of betting going on at the pool tables." She grinned and crooked her arm out in offer. "Shall we, good sir?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-26 09:04 pm UTC (link)
	"So be on my best behavior?" he asked as he climbed off the bike. He smiled and hooked his arm with her. "We shall, madam." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-28 11:30 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, you have any other kind of behavior, sunshine?" she teased with a smirk. "It's much less punch-happy than the last bar, I promise." Strolling them into the modest doorway, inside was warm with bodies without being crowded, couches everywhere instead of tall chair, a live band playing blues covers in the corner. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-28 10:02 pm UTC (link)
	"Where's the fun in that?" he asked. The bar fight had been fun and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to another one. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-30 01:24 pm UTC (link)
	"Now now, tough guy, starting two barfights in one night makes the cops suspicious." She waggled her finger at him. "And if we play dumb well, we can make a few hundred in profits." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)